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A/N: Thanks to my reviewers. I agree, there isn't enough Ron/Pansy fics out there.

Chapter Two:

Before she knew it Pansy was standing on Platform 9 ¾ ready to board the Express. Looking around her, Pansy absorbed her surroundings. Hundred of young witches and wizards, running around like headless chooks, making sure they has all their belongings, some laughing at jokes their friends had just told them. A few tiny little kids clung to their parents crying their eyes out. She supposed these were the new first years.

Turning on the spot, she saw Daphne and Millicent laughing at Draco. Who looked like he was giving thema detailed account of himself falling off his broomstick. He was flapping his arms wildly, like he was trying to fly like a demented bird. Giggling to herself, she picked up her trunk and made her way over to them.

"Pans!" Daphne screeched and flung her arms around Pansy's neck, embracing the girl in a tight friendly hug.

"Hey Daph, Millie, Draco" Pansy greeted them all, giving them all a hug in return. "How were your summers?" she asked.

"Mine was fantastic!" announced Draco with more enthusiasm radiating from him than she had ever seen from him before. "Mother and I sold the Manor and bought ourselves a little cottage on the coast. It's awesome, I spent all my time on the beach, enjoying the sun" he finished by flashing his newly tanned abs.

"Showoff!" Millicent said, hitting his shoulder lightly. Millicent and Daphne had spent most of their time shopping together. Pansy was surprised at how much shopping one person can do in the course of six. But then this was Millicent and Daphne we are talking about, they always had to keep up with the latest fashion.

A loud whistle rang through the station and they all quickly boarded the train, and found an empty compartment. Settling down, Pansy took out a muggle novel she had been reading. She was half way through and couldn't wait to get tot the end. She was hooked. The other three were playing a noisy game of exploding snap. It's amazing how a war can change everyone pansy thought to herself. Everyone seemed a lot more relaxed this year. Maybe this was the start of a normal year at Hogwarts. But then again this is Hogwarts we are talking about!

After the food trolley had come by, Pansy and Draco made their way to the prefect compartment. She had no doubt in her mind that Hermione Granger would be head girl. She also assumed that the Boy Who Lived would make head boy.

Upon entering the compartment, she was not at all surprised to see that her predictions had been correct. Greeting them both with a smile and a hello, she took a seat next to Ginny Weasley the Gryffindor sixth year prefect. Ginny gave her a small wave in acknowledgement, which Pansy happily returned. Looking around the compartment, she noticed everyone was wearing a bright smile, something she had not seen for a long time. Yes she thought this year was definitely going to be a good year.

Hermione took charge of the meeting. She explained that to promote house unity, this year the prefect will be patrolling with a prefect from another house, and there would also be a Halloween costume ball, a new year party (seventh years only) and various other activities throughout the year.

Once the patrolling schedules were handed out, Pansy noticed that she was paried with none other than Ron Weasley himself. Glanicng up at him, she wasn't too please to see that he wore a slight frown. He caught her eye and she gave a small smile before looking back down at her schedule. She did however notice a distant look in his eye. Pansy could understand this, he was once again shadowed by two thirds of the golden trio.

A few hours later the Hogwarts Express pulled into Hogsmeade station. Pansy put her book inside her robe pocket along with her wands and lip gloss and made her way to the carriages.

She love Hogwarts at night. It was all lit up from the out side, yet it held this eerie feeling. Though it felt like home, warm, loving and inviting. The reflection of the castle in the lake looked magical. She felt a wave of sadness hit her as she realized that this was her last year. The last time she would take the train to hogsmeade station. The last time she would ride the carriages on a gorgeous late summers evening. She took a deep breath in, wanting to savoir the moment.

The sorting feast was the same as any other year. The hat congratulated all the houses for showing courage throughout the war. There were no new Syltherins this year. The other three houses got an even share in the new students. Looking up and down the Syltherin table, there were many empty seats, but the faces that were left looked bright and happy, rather than the normal gloomy darkness that graced their features. The conversation also was lively and loud and animated, rather than the usually grunting and groaning and sadistic comments.

Smilling brightly, Pansy turned her sttention back to the feast and her friends, who were now telling lame muggle jokes. "What did the farmer say when he lost his tractor?" Daphne asked. "Where's my tractor?" at this Draco snorted and chocked spitting food everywhere, causing everyone in the hall to stare, before breaking out into righteous laughter.

There was no doubt that this was the best feast that anyone in the hall had ever enjoyed at Hogwarts. Everyone had started to mix tables, you could no longer call them house tables. Pansy spied the golden trio. They were now surrounded by the remaining member of the D.A. Neville was standing on his chair, giving an impersonation of an opera that his grandmother had dragged him a long to. Earning the approval of everyone in the hall.

While she was watching Neville, Pansy hadn't noticed that Hermione had made her way over and was now sitting across from her.

"Um, Pansy?" Pansy gave a small jump and looked Hermione in the eyes. Pnasy noticed she looked a little nervous.

"Hey, can I help you with anything Hermione?" Pansy asked. This was the perfect time for her to start making amends with everyone she had ever done wrong.

"I just wanted to say thanks, for what you did in the war and stuff" Hermione said, flashing a tinge of pink.

"There's no need to thank me, I really should have shown that I was on the lightside earlier on, but all I wanted to do was fit in with my fellow housemates, I know that makes me selfish, but the pressure in Syltherin was hard. I'm sorry for all the things I have said and done over the years, I really am." Pansy said all this in one breath, while praying on the inside of understanding and forgiveness.

"I understand, trust me, I know all about pressure, try being Harry's best friend!" Hermione laughed at this before getting up and making her way back to her own friends.

With a sigh of relief Pansy felt like a small weight had been lifted of her shoulders. She was ready to face the rest of them now. Nothing would get in her way this year, no nothing at all.